Watching the children play from the kitchen window while washing dishes yesterday evening, I noticed my little lady adjusting her pants. It looked to me like she was pulling them up, but I didn't see them down...so...
She walked over to her big brother and told him something...something about something under the tree. He walked over to the tree with her and both of them did that adorable little toddler squat...staring at whatever it was under the tree, they then continued playing until I called them in for dinner.
Dinner conversation was the usual,
"How was your day?"
"What did you do today?"
"What do you want to do after dinner"
"I pooped under the tree today."
Needless to say, we had a nice little talking to about the tree...and pooping...and appropriate places to do so.